Voice Addiction

Chapter 8 (Adrian's POV) - Unintended Consequence, Part 1

Chapter Eight (Adrian’s POV)

Unintended Consequence

Part 1

“You know Adrian, that hand you’re wasting would be better off holding a beer.” Marshall eyed his friend with a kind of disappointed sadness, as if he was watching him leave to war or something. “Would you please stop starring at your cellphone like the little girl you’ve become and enjoy the party? You’re embarrassing yourself.”

Adrian chuckled and complied with his friend’s will. He quickly shoved his cellphone on his pocket, grabbed a beer and looked around.

“That’s more like it.” Marshall smiled and playfully hit Adrian’s beer with his own, inviting the brown haired boy to drink.

They were hanging in a celebration party that was being held at Jackson’s humble home. They always celebrated their hard earned victories. The whole team was there, plus the cheerleaders and a lot of other students from their school. The drinks were cold, the music was loud and the girls were hot. There could be no better recipe for fun.

So why wasn’t he having much of it?

Marshall left him to mingle with some pretty girls and Adrian immediately took his chance to stare at his cellphone again.

Nothing. He felt pathetic as the disappointment washed over him from head to toe. What was wrong with him? So, Sophie didn’t show up at his match as he was hoping. So she didn’t see him win. So she wasn’t taking any of his calls. So she wasn’t calling him back.

So what?

What the hell was wrong with him? Since when did he care about something like this? No big deal, she was probably busy.

And so what if she wasn’t?

No big deal.

“Man, you do realize what’s going on here, right?”

Adrian quickly looked away from his cell and shoved it back into his pocket as soon as Chad’s voice reached him.

“What do you mean?”

Chad smiled mischievously, like he knew a secret he enjoyed keeping to himself. “C’mon. You know what I’m talking about.” And, still smiling, he motioned towards the pocket that contained the shamefully hidden object.

Adrian shrugged and returned the smile with relaxation. “I know what you’re talking about, but I still don’t know what you mean.”

Chad’s smile widened and he winked. “It’s okay, though. It’ll be good for you.”

“The hell are you talking about?” Adrian laughed, entertained by Chad’s attempts at being mysterious and wise.

Chad never had the time to answer though, because soon Diane was standing right in front of Adrian, a seductive smile in her pink lips. She stood so close that he could feel her breath as she sighed his name. She was a beautiful vision of blond curls and hazel eyes, her sweet scent intoxicating him. Diane gently rested her hand against his chest and almost whispered, “Congratulations.”

“Thanks.” He grinned, and caught himself avoiding her eyes and scratching the back of his head. He had no idea why he did that, it was like he was uncomfortable with her proximity to him – which he never had been before.

Who was he, Chad or something?

Thank God Marshall wasn’t there to see it.

“Do you want to go celebrate?” She smiled, seemingly unaware of his uncharacteristic actions. He looked at her again, dived right into those amazing eyes. Diane was a sweet girl with the wrong stereotype attached to her. He was about to answer, not even sure of what, when his cellphone finally rang.